As I set my brush down, I folded my underwear down to reveal my tinyhairless boy-clit. I wiggled it a bit provocatively and inserted a padbetween my l...gs to keep my leaking under control. Depending upon whatplug my mistress inserted in my boy-pussy, my discharge would determinehow often the pad would be changed.Even while my wife's sister stayed with us for the week, I still used myenema bag three times a day. My mistress insisted I be as clean aspossible all the time. And disobedience was not. . literally. I didn’t hear anyone else walking on the bridge and the open grid, steel walkway was very noisy when I walked out to the middle of the bridge. I looked around and then down. On the walkway just beneath me was a round-faced older man in a long brown overcoat. Since it was warm out, I at first figured he was either a street preacher who wanted to save me or a homeless pervert who wanted to look up my dress. Then I saw that his eyes were definitely on my face as he looked up at me.He. Below that, it had a cell phone number. ‘Armando,’ I asked, ‘what do these people do?’ He explained that they owned a number of properties in the city, and clued me into the rumor that most of their money came from her side of the family. ‘But she’s a cold one,’ he said. ‘She’s the one wants to throw everybody out and build a new business complex in our place. Him, I just think he goes along.’ I was turning something over in my mind. I would have loved to help Armando, but the thought of. Helva had been with The Good Ship Lollipop - Lolli to her crew and friends - when the two ships had returned their loaner crews to Nova Roma along with the thousands of new colonists promised as compensation for the loan of the two crews. During that portion of the voyage, Lolli and Helva had made several ports of call en route, and the time was used to sort out those extracted for Harrad Colony’s new Merchant Academy.Helva and Inkie had also been tasked with fulfilling a promise. A contingent.